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I thought I was a freak. You see, I am a girl and I like wearing diapers. When I say diapers I mean diapers and rubber pants. I was glad to learn that other people, especially women, wore diapers too.

It started when I was sixteen. I had a friend take me to get my drivers license. I was taking the written examination when I noticed the girl across the counter from me was dancing around. She was hopping from one foot to the other. I thought she was so nervous she would never pass the driving test even If she passed the written test. Just as I finished the written test I heard her sigh with relief and I thought she must have finished too. I soon found out what she had finished. She had just finished peeing.

She had been dancing around trying to hold it in but had finally let go. It was not obvious that was what had happened. But, as she came up to turn in her test I heard a woman say “You wet your diaper, didn’t you?” The girl said “Yes momma, I tried to hold it but couldn’t wait any longer.” I made it a point to look but could see no sign that she was wearing a diaper, let alone a wet one. Her mom must have noticed her dancing around and knew when the girl quit what had happened.

I was told it would be about an hour before I could take my driving test so I decided to use the ladies room while I waited. As I came out of the stall in the ladies room I saw the same girl. She was laying on the floor with her skirt around her waist. She was wearing a wet diaper which her mother was removing. I washed my hands real slow as I watched in the mirror over the sink. When the diaper was off her, her mother washed her up, put another diaper under her and pinned it in place. She handed the girl a pair of rubber pants. The girl stood up, pulled the rubber pants up, let her skirt down and they left the room. By the time I got out of the ladies room they were calling my name to take my driving test.

I don’t remember taking the driving test but I passed it and got my license. All during the test all I thought about was seeing the girl get her diapers changed. On the way home I told my friend about it. I don’t remember telling him about it either. He told me later that I had told him. I guess I was too preoccupied to know what was happening at the time.

Jerry often walked me to school as he lived down the block from me. Shortly after I got my license he was walking me to school and asked if I had thought about what we talked about. I said I had no idea what he was referring to. He said, “about the diapers.” I said “What diapers?” He then told me I had told him about seeing the girl wearing diapers and getting them changed and he had asked me If I wanted to wear diapers. I told him I did not recall any such conversation and I had no intention of wearing diapers. “And,” I said, “even If I did want to wear diapers I would not be about to tell you.” Jerry said if I changed my mind, he would like to see me in them. I slapped him and walked faster.

On the way home that afternoon Jerry caught up with me and said he was sorry, he did not mean to upset me. I told him I accepted his apology. He asked if I minded if we talked about what I had seen. I asked why. He said he diapered his sister at night and sometimes he diapered her during the day too. He was just wondering if other girls wore diapers. I said none that I knew of. He said that he was trying to be honest with me when he said if I wore diapers he would like to see me in them. In fact, he said, he would like to change them for me. I slapped him again and walked home alone.

About a week later Jerry caught up with me as I was walking home from school. He said he had a surprise for me. He gave me a nicely wrapped package. Jerry said I was not to open it until I was alone. That night I opened the package in my room. It contained two diapers, pins, baby powder and rubber pants. I was mad and if he had been there I would have slapped him again. I do not know why, but I did not throw them out. I put the package in the back of my closet. Every few days I would get them out and look at them.

Jerry was right, I did want to try on the diapers. I just did not want to admit it. Before long, I was not just looking at the diapers, I was taking them out and feeling them. Finally, I tried them on. They did not feel as good as I had imagined. Later it dawned on me, I had not used the powder Jerry had given me. The next time I tried the diapers, I powdered myself first. The diapers felt better then, but they still did not feel right. I had no idea what was missing though.

Just before school was out for the summer, I wore the diapers to school. As usual, Jerry caught up and walked with me. We were almost at school when he said I smelled good, like baby powder. Then he said “You are wearing the diapers aren’t you?” I said I was not but he did not believe me. He asked if I was going to let him see them. I denied having them on and slapped him for asking. I made sure he missed me going home that afternoon.

A couple of days after school was out Jerry and his sister came over. They were going to get an ice cream and wanted to know if I wanted to go with them. On the way back Jerry asked if I wanted to stop at his house and play Monopoly. When we got to his house I found out his mom was not home. I was not supposed to have boys visit unless my mom was home but was not sure if I could visit his house. Since his sister was there, I decided it would probably be okay.

While we were playing Monopoly, in the living room, Jenny got up and went towards the bathroom. I assumed she had to go until she came back carrying diapers, washcloth, and powder. Jerry said we would continue the game as soon as he changed Jenny. With that she pulled her skirt up around her waist and laid on the floor. Just like the girl I had seen before, she was wearing rubber pants over a wet diaper.

Jerry pulled down her rubber pants, took off her wet diaper, and wiped her with the washcloth. Jerry pulled a dry diaper under her, powdered her, pinned the diaper in place and pulled her rubber pants back up. After she had been changed we continued our game.

Jenny asked if I wore diapers too. I started to deny it but instead admitted I did. She asked if Jerry changed me when I wet. I told her of course not and she wanted to know who did change me when I wet. I said I never wet the diapers and I put them on myself. She said that was no fun. Half the fun was wetting the diapers and the other half was getting them changed. She asked if I was wearing diapers then and I said no. Jenny said Jerry would probably diaper me if I wanted and she would loan me hers.

Jerry said he would be glad to diaper me and Jenny could watch. I was reluctant and at the same time I wanted to say yes. Jenny ran into the other room and came back with diapers, pins, and rubber pants. By then I had decided that as long as Jenny was in the room Jerry would not try to take advantage of me. I pulled my skirt up like she had done and laid on the floor. Jerry took my panties down, pulled a diaper under me, powdered me, and pinned the diaper in place. He tried putting the rubber pants on me but they were too small so I pulled my skirt down and we continued our game. Jenny was right about one thing, having Jerry diaper me was a lot better than diapering myself.

Jenny said I was as hairy down there as Jerry. I asked if she had seen him getting his diapers changed. She called me silly saying boys did not wear diapers, only girls. I asked how she knew he was hairy down there and she said she had seen him in the shower. She said it as if I was asking silly questions. What I was hoping was that he wore diapers so I could diaper him like he had just diapered me.

We had just finished the game when Jerry’s mom came home. I had planned on leaving before she got there so we would not get in trouble. She did not seem to mind that I was there when no adults were present. Then I realized I was in a diaper and my panties were on the floor behind me where she might see them. She did too, she picked them up and asked if they were mine. What could I do? I said they were. She simply said that being naked under my skirt was not acceptable behavior. Jenny said I was not naked, Jerry had diapered me. I thought we were really in for it then. Jerry’s mom said that was okay then, as long as I was not naked. She then asked if I wanted to stay for supper.

After supper we played another game of Monopoly. When the game was over I had to go to the bathroom. Jenny had wet her diaper and Jerry had changed her while I watched again. When I said I had to go to the bathroom Jerry’s mom said I should wet my diaper and after Jerry changed me I should be getting home before it got dark.

I said I did not think wetting the diaper was a good idea as I did not have any rubber pants and my skirt would get wet. She said if I pulled up the skirt it would not get wet.

I did not want to wet while they watched but I seemed to be in a position where I had no choice so I did as she said. Even though she was in the room, she paid no attention as Jerry changed me. He took down my wet diaper, washed me, powdered me, put a dry diaper on me and I went home wearing the diaper. Again, Jenny was right, wetting the diaper and having Jerry change it was fun. I went home wearing the diaper. I never did see those panties again.

I knew that my mom would not have the same attitude as Jerry’s mom about my wearing diapers, let alone having Jerry put them on me and change them when I wet. I intended to wear them and wet them whenever Jerry wanted. Because of this, I spent as much of the summer as I could at Jerry’s house. He did not diaper me all the time but I let him know I would let him diaper me whenever he wanted. His mom even bought rubber pants that fit me so I could wet my diapers without having to worry about getting my skirts wet.

The first time Jerry changed me when his dad was in the room I was so nervous I started to pee again once he had my diaper down. Jerry calmly held another diaper over me while I wet. He then continued to diaper me as if nothing had happened. His dad was reading the paper and I do not think he even noticed that I was getting my wet diaper changed, let alone that I peed while my diaper was down.

Jerry continued to diaper me for the next two years. After high school he went away to college. I went to a different college. I took diapers and rubber pants with me but it was just not the same.

I have not seen Jerry since we went away to college. I have not met anyone who I would like to diaper me so I do not wear them often anymore. Maybe some day I will meet Jerry again, or at least someone who I would feel comfortable telling my secret to.

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written by Baby Billy